Saturday, June 23, 2007

I've never been to jail & I have never been arrested.Not to imply that I have never boken the law, I started doing that at a very young age.I have NEVER had control over my DH, but I have tried to support, love & influence him to make healthy choices. I knew the police were coming.Suzie's mom-ality had called my Mother to tell her that it was only a matter of time.I hid in the back bedroom with an Beatles album...deciding now would be a great time to read every word on the cover, on the sleeve and in the insert.I was five.I've never called the cops. I'm not a control freak, but feel like I am losing control. I heard the knock at the door & heard my mother pad her slippers across the sandy floor.'Paige it's for you...'I asked her to tell whoever it was that I wasn't home.'I love you baby, but I cannot lie for you.'Bam! Bam! Bam! More knocks at the door.'It's for you. It's two gentlemen. You need to go answer that door.'And, I did.My first run-in with the cops.1972.Vandalism. Destruction of public property.My name, my hand prints and some numbers...6-72, I think. If my heart were the sidewalk, he has not only walked all over it, but has also vandalized it with the names, dates & handprints of 1000 lies. Scribbled and smooshed into the fresh concrete that paved the latest extension to our neighborhood sidewalk.Suzie's momality yelled at us & we didn't understand why.She said she was calling the cops & we looked over our shoulders for the 'bad guy,' the stranger, the vicious stray dog.But all we saw was her...eyebrows wild, hair blowing, arms slapping her sides.Control freak out of control.How did she ever make it to adulthood without ever being a child?I filed for divorce & feel like the next 5 weeks are a jail sentence.Photos compliments of Google & the WWW

Awww, sorry to hear about the [other stuff]... but also happy to hear about it, because you are coming in out of the rain! You deserve to be treated well because you are such a beautiful, gentle spirit. Hang in there. I'm just a click away if you need to talk, and I'm sending good vibes your way.

wow, skinny. another story that cuts to the chase. the question at the end pulls it all together.

i for one was arrested at age 14 for breaking and entering--3 girls and 3 boys snooping into a closed up estate in the woods where we hung out. i waited for the police call to come for a week after, knowing it would because my friend's parents had been called already. my father "escorted" me to the police station and asked if i could pick up leaves as a punishment. i was mortified. no charges were filed, i was then free to use this cool story to my benefit, which of course i did.

no so good you had to face the police yourself. five is too young for tall uniforms of any kind...

KJ~ Lol, I am so glad they went easy on you. I am afraid the times have changed & most kids today may not be so lucky. I think I learned a couple/few important things from that little experience ... about honesty, about accountability & about power & control.

I learned at an early age to keep personal information out of my arsonal of available vandalizing phrasing. I also learned that it is sometimes fun to use personal information when vandalizing, of course the information was not personal to me. I wasn't a high quantity vandalizer-but how can a kid experience growing up without attempting and leaving their own "mark". Its creativity in its most basic and abstract form.

I was caught at the tender age of 12. A friend of mine and me was playing with matches behind the only gas station in town. Needless to say we caught some old tires on fire. I ran home and straight into my moms lap. "mom, mom, the gas stations on fire and I didn't start it" ... she didn't let me hide when the police came ... but she did let me ride in the fine car they have and piss all over myself!

What are the old phrases, "What doesn't kill us makes us stronger.", "God doesn't give us anything we can't handle.", "What comes around goes around.", "You're not living if you're not learning." and lastly, "No pain, no gain.". You, Miss Paige, will learn again what a valuable and talented person you are, I think you've forgotten. You will be a bitter B*tch for a while BUT this too shall pass. :)All my love, SLB.

Hello everyone, thank you for all of you wonderful comments & my apologies for being 'out of the loop' any more.I'd like to bury this post, yet I am drawing a big, fat blank on what I could throw up here at this time.

I'd like to reply to many of your comments, as some of them really bounced out at me. I love that so many of us had our first run-ins with the law as little ones...I'm sure it has saved us from ourselves later in life, more times than we would ever know.

I like hanging around in old posts after everybody’s gone home and the lights have been turned off. It’s like rummaging around a flea market after hours. Regarding your run-in with the long arm of the law, I’m happy to hear you were not subjected to jail food. They make good use of institutional sized baloney logs. Big, big logs of baloney, sawed thick on dry bread with warm tap water to wash it down. It doesn’t matter where the jail is located, California or Main, Texas to Timbuktu, jails are all about baloney logs for some reason.

I once attended a protest march against the war with a group. All had been arrested at least once for civil disobedience except me. I was viewed as a coward. But I still was careful as I had also brought my son and I didn't want him in jail. So we just yelled at the White House.

OK, OK. I'm a total comment whore, who loves numbers, even if they're meaningless. So I will be comment forty.

I hope everything's cool, life and writing and all. I've been having a hard time, too. With everything, but there's nothing unusual about that. It's the natural cycle. Things go up and down all the time.

32 days to go...if only I were Paris Hilton, the judge might consider it as time served.Sorry folks, I'm full of spit...I'll bop around more when my head is crewed on straight and not just plain screwed.Everyday brings change

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